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GSW left upper quadrant.
Possible hemothorax.

BP is dropping.
Eighty over 50. Pulse, 120.

- Breath sounds?
- Decreased. Labored, but stable.

- Get me a chest scan.
- Doctor. There's something else.

I heard about Nina Sharp.
Do we know who shot her?

The security guard and doorman
are dead. No ID on the gunmen.

- She gonna be...?
- Too early to say.

Sir, no official statement
from Massive Dynamic or William Bell.

Thanks. That's no surprise.

They say their COO was shot,
their stock will take a hit.

Hey, Liv.
Security footage just came in.

We had Video Tech
assemble the three video cameras.

They shoot the night guy,
they replace him...

then this guy comes in
and they all head upstairs.

- Evening.
- Nina Sharp comes in six minutes later.

Take out the camera.
You can do it here.

Then it goes black for four minutes.

What did he do to her?

Whatever it was,
it only took him four minutes.

Who is he?

- Can we enhance what he said?
- Sure.

Take out the camera.
We can do it here.

Take out the camera.
We can do it here.

Run it through voice recognition.

Take out the camera.
We can do it here.

David Robert Jones.

Why is he wearing bandages
and the others are wearing masks?

Not easy when you're
on half the world's watch list.

Maybe he tried to change
his appearance.

Our information suggests
Jones is working for Bell.

So why shoot his number two?
It doesn't make sense.

Maybe our information is wrong.

Why don't we go straight to the source
and bring William Bell in for questioning?

- I don't think...
- We have intelligence that Bell...

is funding these horrific events.

Most of which
have been carried out by Jones.

At this point I don't care
how powerful William Bell is...

or how deep
his political connections go.

He is not above the law.

- Dunham...
- Sir, with all due respect...

I have too much in this...

professionally and personally,
that if you stand in the way now...

Dunham. I came in here
to begin making the calls...

I need to make to get the interview
that we both agree is necessary.

I would also request
that you stop cutting me off...

every time I'm about to tell you
you've struck oil...

as I was going to do
when we first came through that door.

This is Broyles.

Nina Sharp is out of surgery.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Where's Walter?
- With you?

Mm-mm. I went to check.
His bed wasn't slept in.

- I thought he worked here all night.
- I thought he went home with you.

Hey. I need to talk to Walter.
Is he here?

- Yeah, take a number.
- I'm gonna check the cafeteria.

- See if he slept there again.
- Okay.

- You don't look so good.
- David Robert Jones shot Nina Sharp.

- I wanted to see if...
- Hi, hi. It's Peter Bishop calling.

I was wondering if you maybe
have an eye on my father?

He wandered off again. Yeah.

Look, could you go check
down in the marine biology lab?

He sometimes spends the night...

cleaning out the tanks
with Mrs. Ericson.

No, I'll wait, I'll wait. Thank you.

Do you think he left
because of what I said?

What he's referring to as
"the assault in the pastry shop"?

- I don't know. It's hard to say.
- It was about Cortexiphan.

Bell's trials. I wanted to see
if Walter knew what Bell did to me.

I know. He told me.

You caught him off guard.

I understand you had your reasons
for saying what it is that you had to say.

And I know he understands that too.

He's not there. No one's seen him.

Hello.

No luck, huh?

Okay, well, thanks for your help.

Peter. I'm sorry
that I was so hard on him.

He's probably at the hotel
working his way to the bottom...

of a pint of rocky road.

I think to repair that,
one requires a special skill set.

Phillip.

You've been shot.

We discovered it was Jones.

You're lucky.
Not too many gunshot victims...

come this way
have Kevlar parts in their rib cage.

You'll be up and about in no time.

What did he want, Nina?

What did he do to your arm?

Get me Agent Dunham.

I need to speak with her right away.

Agent Dunham.

Specialists from Massive Dynamic.

I'm done. Seal the wound.

I'll be right with you, Agent Dunham.

Let's just say this treatment doesn't
fall under any HMO.

No.

William Bell is not the problem.

He's certainly not the head
of any terrorist organization.

Well, I'll make that judgment,
thank you.

Well, it's true Jones used to work
for William Bell 15 years ago.

In fact,
he was one of our first employees...

at Massive Dynamic.
But he was let go.

- Why?
- Details aren't important.

Suffice to say that Jones
felt spurned by the rejection.

William was a father figure to him.
A respected mentor.

I would go as far as to say
that all the death and destruction...

that Jones has caused
up until this point...

has been a way of proving something
to William.

To prove what?

Jones always felt
that he was special.

And that no one recognized that.
Certainly not William.

Before the shooting, when was
the last time you saw David Jones?

Oh, I haven't seen him for years.

But after he broke out of prison...

he was contacting our offices
requesting meetings with Dr. Bell.

Over the past few weeks,
his calls have become rather extreme.

You've been in contact
with a known felon?

It was an internal matter.

Clearly, we thought we could
manage this better than we did.

Apparently, Jones is ill.

Dying from the teleportation
from his prison break.

Nina believes Jones' agenda
is to kill William Bell when he finds him.

Then we need
to put him in protective custody.

- Not possible.
- Why not? Where is he?

- I can't say.
- This is ridiculous.

Listen to me, Agent Dunham.
I can't say because I don't know.

I haven't seen William Bell for months.

He's been communicating with me
strictly electronically.

But what I do know though,
is speaking with William Bell...

has become more than
a professional matter for you.

In fact, I'm counting on that.

Stop Jones and I will personally arrange
a meeting between you and Bell.

But if Jones gets to Bell first...

I'm afraid all the answers
you're searching for...

die with him.

What did Jones want from you?

What did he do to you in the elevator?

He stole a very powerful energy cell...

that Dr. Bell hid within my arm.

What can he do with it?

Unfortunately, the question is,
what can't he do?

Coordinate tracking is complete, sir.
You can increase sonic frequency.

It's locked in.

Stabilize, damn it.

The coordinates are separating, sir.

It's not working,
they're still separating.

We're losing it. We can't hold it open.

It's too thick here.
These are the wrong coordinates.

Try again, please.

Do you recognize this?

How did you get that?

This coin looks similar
to the one you're thinking of.

But it is from another place.

There is more than one of everything.

I have said too much.
I'm not supposed to get involved.

I have taken you as far as I can.

- Does this house look familiar to you?
- Yes.

Do you remember
what you have to find?

You must try to remember.

There isn't much time.

Agent Astrid Farnsworth?

I'd like you to meet Nina Sharp.

Hello.

Uh, how are you feeling?

The extent of my injuries
was greatly exaggerated.

We want to ask you a few questions
about Dr. Bishop.

- Okay.
- Has he been acting strange lately?

Walter acting strange?
Um, no stranger than usual.

Did he speak to anyone
or has anyone contacted him...

that you've never heard of?
- No.

- Should I be concerned?
- Should she be?

- Peter, hello.
- Miss Sharp.

- What's going on?
- Agent Dunham told you about...

the attack by David Robert Jones?
- Yeah.

Jones is in possession of something
your father may know something about.

When was the last time
you saw Dr. Bishop?

Last night. Why? You think Jones has
something to do with his disappearance?

Dr. Bishop gets lost more often
than you would imagine.

I'm sure you're right.

- This is Broyles.
- It's me.

I need a Priority One grid search.
Target is Walter Bishop.

What happened?
Where's the other half of the truck?

Suddenly, there was this shimmer,
like a curtain almost, or a window.

My colleague said
you saw a man with a machine.

What did it look like?

The man was holding,
like, this black square...

like it was scanning something.
- Truck came out of nowhere.

It just appeared.
Like it came through the window.

What was on the other side of it
was different.

It was emitting this sound,
like a loud noise.

It didn't look like it was doing anything,
but it did.

- Do you remember what he looked like?
- He was wearing a mask.

Are you sure it was a mask
and not bandages?

Yeah, more like bandages.

- Take a look at this.
- This image of your father...

was taken three hours ago
near East Douglas, in Grafton.

Massive Dynamic maintains access
to all the cameras we manufacture.

This security footage was from
the local commuter train station.

I think I'm starting to understand
a little better.

This is near a beach house that we own.

Walter used to love it up there
because it's quiet.

My father has had
a particularly rough couple of days.

I'm not sure everything's
making sense to him right now.

We have agents canvassing the area
if you give us the address...

Actually, if you don't mind...

I'd rather go up there
and bring him back myself.

- I think that's for the best right now.
- Of course.

Thanks.

Agent Francis.

Driver died on impact.
Blunt-force trauma to the head.

That's what we got so far.

- You sure this is right?
- Yeah.

What?

The prints aren't coming back
on the driver.

The truck isn't registered in New York,
or anywhere else.

The VIN number,
the serial part numbers...

they don't exist.
- What does that mean?

This truck was never made.

How is that possible?

No, I'm not gonna say it again,
get back.

Where the hell did it come from?

Walter?

Walter?

Hello, Peter.

Walter, what are you doing here?

You had us worried.

I'm looking for something.

I think it might be in this house.

And it's very important.

Okay. What are you looking for?

I just can't recall, son.
That's the thing.

You're not telling us everything.
If Jones is looking for Bell...

then what does an energy cell
and a truck from nowhere...

have to do with it?
- Nothing comes out of nowhere.

- Then where does it come from?
- I think you know that.

I think you already suspect where Bell is.

Are you saying
that you know where Bell is?

Stop playing games with me.
Tell me where he is...

or I assure you, I will
turn this world over looking for him.

Well, that's just the problem,
Agent Dunham.

William Bell is not in this world.

Look out, look out, look out.

You're saying that William Bell
disappeared into a different universe.

- Like Dorothy going to Oz?
- Walter calls it an alternate reality.

- Do you understand?
- Not remotely.

You're saying that William Bell
is not on this planet?

No, he is.
Just another version of this planet.

Have you ever had deja vu?

Living a moment
you already lived before, yes.

What does deja vu have to do
with where Bell is?

Deja vu is like a glimpse
into the other side.

You feel like you've been somewhere
before, because in another reality...

you have.

But deja vu is just a window.

Some individuals
may be able to do more...

than just see into the other world.
They may be able to travel there.

The incident on the street.
That's why we can't ID the truck.

It came from the other side.

That's what Jones
is using the energy cell for.

He's trying to cross over. To get to Bell.

- Broyles.
- Dunham.

- It's Francis.
- Where?

Walter, just calm down.

Yes, Peter.

It's true.
I started something a long time ago.

I did, I did, it's the truth, I did...

and there's no getting past that.

- Walter.
- And I have to finish it.

Walter. Walter.

I need you to take a breath
and calm down.

In this damned house. It's so...

- It's in my mind.
- Walter.

I need you to take a deep breath.

How do you...? I can't find it
and I don't know where to look.

I don't know where to look.
And it's so important to look.

- I don't know where to look.
- Walter.

Walter, where are you...? Walter...
Where are you going?

Walter, look, it's getting late,
we need to head back.

No, not yet.

You know, I remember when we used to
come down here during the summers.

Mom and I.

You were always still working
back in the city.

I'd stand out here on the beach
for hours, just looking at the ocean.

It used to seem like it went on forever.

And on Saturdays,
I'd always wake up just before my alarm.

I could smell the pancakes.

Which meant that you were here.

I'd creep down the stairs...

and there you'd be.

Standing over the stove,
flipping pancakes.

You seemed so big back then.

Whales.

I'd just stand there, watching you.

- Then you'd always flip one of the...
- Whales.

I made them in the shape of whales.

- They were your favorite.
- Yes.

Peter, I remember.

Thank you.

I know why I'm here.

I know where it is.

Okay, so tell me exactly what you saw.

I was standing there, by the field.

Lance went back,
you know, to get the ball.

That's when I saw it.
It was like a see-through wall appeared.

It sort of shimmered.
Like a heat wave, you know?

Like something was there, but it wasn't.

"It was there and it wasn't"?

It was like a window. But warped.

- Then it shut.
- Thank you.

- Hey.
- Okay.

So him and his friend are playing soccer.
Kid's running with the ball.

All of a sudden
they see a shimmer of light.

Kid hits the shimmer
and then he just sort of collapses.

- And did anyone see Jones?
- No.

But there's a bit more to go.
Go ahead.

How does something like that happen?

I can't believe I'm gonna say this.
Let's assume that Jones...

was trying to make
this doorway into another universe.

Why here?
I mean, first New York, now here.

What do they have in common?

- Hey, Chad.
- Third floor can't find a connection...

between the incident in New York
and the one on the soccer field.

Go through our database.
Cross-reference any incidents...

connected to science, biology
or unexplained phenomenon.

Have the files sent to my office, please.

- Dating back how far?
- All of them.

Just put them down there, thank you.

You can roll that one into the corner.

Sir, we need to call Nina Sharp.

I found a connection
between what Jones did in New York...

and that park in Providence.

Walter, tell me what you're looking for.

Here, I got it.

Aha! It's still here.
I was beginning to be afraid that...

Here.

This is why we're here.

It's locked.

This is a record of all local
incidents related to the Pattern.

Some go back more than 20 years.

We've done this ourselves
at Massive Dynamic.

A dozen top analysts
have spent the better part of two years...

There's seemingly no obvious logic
or predictability.

It took me a while to see it myself.

But these are the spots
where Jones used his device.

Now look at this.

That can't be a coincidence.

- So, what does it mean?
- I think I may know.

Got it.

So, what exactly is that?

When Belly and I were younger men...

we regularly ingested
large quantities of LSD.

You don't say.

We became convinced what we saw
while on the drug was real.

We believed that we were
catching glimpses of another reality.

Another world.
Just like ours, but slightly different.

Populated by slightly different versions
of ourselves.

We all experience it momentarily
as deja vu.

And Belly and I could prolong it
with hallucinogenics.

But the question, of course, was...

how to get there without LSD.

Belly, as you know,
theorized that young children...

had the capacity
to see these other worlds naturally.

I know. You already told me about that.
Bell's experiments with Cortexiphan.

Yes, he theorized that properly nurtured,
these abilities could be heightened.

Intensified.

And that, in time, his subjects
may be able to travel from here to there.

Over there.

You mean, an alternate world?

Around this time,
something was lost to me, Peter.

Something precious.

I became convinced
that if only I could cross over myself...

then I could take from there
what I had lost here.

You were just gonna open up a hole
and walk over to the other side?

No, it's not that simple.

You have to find the right place first.

Finding the right place
to cross over is the key.

Dr. Bell once posited that our world
has soft spots.

Places where the fundamental
constants of nature...

the speed of light, gravity,
the mass of a proton, for example...

have begun to decay.

As a result, in these particular areas...

the membrane between the realities
is thinner, almost porous.

The Bermuda Triangle is one.
But there are others.

And until recently,
these areas were extremely rare.

What do you mean, "until recently"?
What happened?

We happened, Agent Dunham.

Scientific progress,
advancing technologies...

by meddling with the laws of nature
has hastened the decay...

of these constant fundamentals
and increased the number of soft spots.

Jones is looking
for one of these soft spots?

Yes. In the belief that by releasing
the right kind of energy...

and aiming it
exactly at the proper spot...

he could effectively break through.

Of course, there's a problem
opening a hole to another reality.

In theory, that would also allow things
from there to pass over here.

Which could be dangerous.

- And so I also built a plug.
- A plug?

Actually, more a patch.

To close the hole
should the need should ever arise.

This is that patch, Peter.
This is what I had to find.

Okay, just so I'm clear.

Somewhere out there,
there is a hole to another reality...

and you need to plug it?
- Yes, I'm afraid so.

- Well, do you know where it is?
- Yes.

Yes, I do, Peter.

Reiden. Reiden Lake.

Identify another soft spot.
Then we'll know where he's going.

Expand the search parameters.
Did you map beyond the Eastern Seaboard?

- No, they're not in our database.
- I'll have the files transferred.

Which of these events are the oldest?
Do you remember?

I mean, if these events are somehow
consequences of soft spots, then...

Well, these are
the first recorded incidents.

They all go back more than 15 years.

Becca's Meadow. That was the site
of the first incident we know about.

Wait.

All of these incidents point to here.

That's where he's going.

Reiden Lake.

Get all the gear, get set up.

Come on, men.
We're going to the other side.

It's just the other side of the lake.
The place where I opened the hole.

- That's awfully convenient.
- Not convenient at all.

That's why I bought the beach house
in the first place. For proximity.

Come on, Peter. Can't you go faster?
We may not have much time.

What's gonna happen
if we're not on time?

I don't know.

But my friend came and he said we must.

And he only comes
when it's of dire consequence.

- And what friend would that be?
- The bald one.

You mean the one
that Olivia calls the Observer?

The man who attacked me
in the woods?

He must have had a good reason.
I'm sure he didn't mean you any harm.

- What else aren't you telling me, Walter?
- Lots, I'm sure.

But none of it's relevant.

Goodness, it's been so long.
This all looks the same.

Oh. Peter, Peter, Peter. Stop it, stop.

Okay. Now what?

That thing's not gonna blow up, is it?

I certainly hope not.

What?

You may not remember this.

When you were a boy,
you were very sick. Dying.

And sometimes you got scared.

And to calm yourself,
to forget what you were going through...

you took to collecting coins.

This one...

This was your favorite.

You're right.
I don't remember any of that.

I do.

Walter!

- It's okay, it's okay!
- Take it easy.

- They're with me. It's okay.
- Hey, hey, easy, easy.

- Agent Dunham.
- How did you know where we were?

What are you doing here?

Trying to plug a hole in the universe.
What are you doing here?

- Apparently, the same thing.
- But how did you...?

Oh, no.

What is that?

Dr. Bishop, stay down.

Keep going, please.
Don't stop what you're doing.

Hold them off as long as you can.

Olivia, I'll cover you.

Walter. Hey, Walter. Stay here.

They need this to close the portal,
to prevent him from going over.

- Give it to me. I'll do it. Give it to me!
- Okay. All right.

It's simple, a child could do it.
You just twist this.

What's the status?

Coordinates are coming into place, sir.

We're almost there, sir.

Jones.

Don't move.

- Manifold is stable.
- Don't move.

Stop. Don't move.

Beautiful, isn't it?

- You understand this reunion is brief?
- If you take one more step, I'll shoot.

- Goodbye, Agent Dunham.
- Jones.

The teleporter.

It may be killing me,
but in the meantime...

it's made me something rather special.

You see,
your bullets just go right through me.

And soon,
Dr. Bell will see just how special I am.

- Stop!
- Dunham.

Hey.

Hey.

Under normal circumstances, I would
ask you when I could expect your report.

But in this case,
I find myself at a bit of a loss.

- How's Nina?
- She's doing fine.

She wanted me to convey her gratitude.

What?

We've been told to cease and desist
our investigation into William Bell.

- By whom?
- The kind of people that...

when they give you an order,
you don't question it.

I'm sorry.

Dr. Bishop. Good news.

I got you some Berry Boom.

Hey. What's wrong?

"Stepping out for a bit.

Don't worry about me, son.
I know where I'm going."

You want me to call the police?

No.

That is the first time
he's ever written a note.

I think our little boy is growing up.

- Hello?
- Agent Dunham, it's Nina Sharp.

You held up your end of the bargain,
now I'd like to hold up mine.

- Mind coming to Manhattan tomorrow?
- Sure.

Do you know
the Mutsumi Hotel on Broadway?

- Yes.
- Great. Tomorrow it is, then.

I hope you understand
why I can't go through channels.

And I appreciate it if you didn't
tell anyone about this, either.

I don't mean to sound overly cautious...

but I think you'll soon understand
why we'll want to keep this between us.

At, say, 1:00? Come alone.

I'll answer any questions you have.

No, thank you.

Nina Sharp.

Olivia Dunham.

No, I don't want to leave a message.
She's expecting my call.

What do you mean
she's out of the country?

Agent Dunham, welcome.
Right this way.

Go right in.

I've been waiting
quite a long time for this.

Where am I?

Who are you?

The answer to your first question...

is very complicated.

The answer to your second...

I'm William Bell.